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Falls missing love

Falls missing love

knowing knowing to...the next step into love is to all in hope

gone gone like a misery so talked...

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ARE WE TO BELIEVE

FiNAL EDIT

ARE WE TO BELIEVE

There's hundreds of polls being done...

​​​​​​How accurate are the numbers?

I don't know...

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The Second Anniversary

Dedicated to Hazel who I bought two years ago today on August...

The Second Anniversary

When I advertised for a Chihuahua on Craigslist, I had good luck.
I was able to buy another dog and...

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DREAM DREAM DREAM

DREAM  DREAM  DREAM

'Only trouble is - gee wiz, I'm dreaming my life away,'
grab the moment, this is it, now prove, make...

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Play Offense

🥅 MENTAL HELP 🥅

Play Offense

When one has all the keys, then why go through all the troubles… of locking the doors?

MENTAL-...

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Familiar

My love life’s color palate was no stranger to her various shades, even the ones less warming.

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River of forgotten souls

River of forgotten Souls.

As I slip beneath the waves in the river of forgotten souls, there...

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Mukti

Mukti

Mukti is Freedom, we must be free
We must not be bound to the ground like a tree
We must not...

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Why Not Just Throw Away The...

She was never really
beautiful
but she was always
very pretty ..
And then of...

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Love?

What is love?
Is it abusing them
does it hurt?
What is love
does it end in pain...

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SALT SPOONS

Forgive me,
But morning breath tastes bitter
these days
Like coffee
Made with...

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Li$tEn

I hurt her, until I heard her! Every moment was a moment undeserved, until I heard her…

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sky rezipped

like letters they are posted
one by one
slipped inside the jagged rips
one by one...

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Definitely

Definitely

Pain creates Power to Gain!

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Essence Spirit Soul

Essence Spirit Soul

Essence.
What
passes
through.
Essence
motivates.
Moves
...

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Listen the Heck Up

When I become who I am, I am never then the man to remind myself to “ pay-attention” , SaD but TrUe;(

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These Things

These Things

When we fixate on just ourselves,
We fail to note the gifts of life.
Within our minds, they...